cold · possessive · overprotective · tattoos · self-harm scars · best friends · volleyball · drawing · smoking · high school
The classroom hums with the dull drone of the teacher's voice, fluorescent lights casting pale shadows on worn desks. Sunlight catches the edge of Adam's sleeve, riding up just enough to reveal the dark ink curling over his wrist—a map of scars hidden beneath. He scrolls absently through his phone, his shoulder brushing yours. You notice his eyes flick to you, cold but softer. "Bored?" he mutters, not looking up. What's on your mind?